Hi Tracy! Just got your email. Glad to see your reading this thingy and I sure do appreciate it. You are truly one of the bestest friends I could ever ask for. Love you.
Today is the day we take Felix to the specialist. I talked to the Vet today and she said he has I low white cell count (from Monday's labs) and some other thingymagiggy that could mean either infection or inflammation, but she doesn't want to start on antibiotics since he's being seen by specialist today. Also because he didn't have a high temperature. I told her (Dr. Sandra Statter, DVM) that I never thought about veterinarians having specialties. She said they have almost as many as humans (no pediatrics...I asked). The specialist we are going to is Dr. Franklin, Internal Medicine. I'm trying to have a nice mix of optimism and acquiescence. I so so love my first born Felix, my little cheese head skunk. We cuddled all night last night, and he is so happy and purring that I know he isn't in any pain right now.
Work is work is work. Not much going on here today. I was a zombie all morning, but now I've had Diet Cherry Coke, Mountain Dew, a huge cup of Chai and a huge cup of super strong Sumatra blend, I'm alert enough. I'm having the last of my first homemade from scratch crock pot beef stew. We are already going to do shredded beef tonight. This one is even more home made since we aren't even going by a recipe.
Word(s) of the day: DUNDERHEAD
Lexie Log: The recent illness has messed up her sleep schedule again. More sleep during the day and not so much at night. At least this time we know better how to fix it. -- Last nights dinner was peas and chicken raviolli. She still drinks exclusively milk and water. She won't touch juice. I feel like I hardly saw her yesterday since she napped on and off all day while I was at work, and I napped as soon as I got home.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, crock pots, plants, paper, satin, red, staplers, scissors, plastic, and smiles.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Anticipa-a-ation is making me wait...
Not the best of mornings so far. Anyone have any recipes for turning weary and sorrowfull into energy and joy? Felix's vet visit did not have the desired outcome. The vet was not able to get a urine sample or a stool sample. They had to give him subcutaneous fluids for dehydration and when they tried to give him an enema, they found an obstruciton instead. They referred us to a specialist, his bootie is all swelled up from them messing around down there, he still purrs like a kitten and is all lovey, and I cried by eyes out, and had two allergy attacks. I didn't get to sleep until late, feel like my eyes weigh eight pounds each, took my antibiotics only to discover that the breakfast burrito I splurged on (take with food or have stomach problems) has disappeared. There is a milk and a hole in the bag. I pulled up my email and the word of the day email I get daily from Webster-Meriam is 'woebegone' and the example sentence is: "Jerry's face had the woebegone expression of a man who had just lost a beloved pet." I thought I was going to be ok today, but I'm already crying. I have three goals today; make Felix's appointment with specialist, get through rest of day without crying, go home and go to bed. Poor Frank, Felix has been his buddy for so long, and on top of it, Yancy now has a huge tumor causing her tons of pain in her right wrist area. Frank's being so strong and keeps telling me that everything will be ok. Now...Off to doing my work and enough cathartic dilly dallying.
Word(s) of the day: HAMSTERDANCE HITS
Lexie log: My sweet little angel. Grammy has been through cat trauma at least seven times over the last twenty years, so just having her there yesterday was comforting, knowing that she knew exactly how I felt and that it would be ok. Lexie amazed me. I came out of the clinic and tears started to come as we waited for them to bring Felix back out. Grammy stood Lexie up in a shopping cart and we stood outside for a minute or two. Lexie was immediately keen that something was upsetting me, and as soon as she saw my tears, she put her tiny hand on my forearm, looked me in the eyes, and said in her sweetest voice, "It's OK Mommy, I love you." I love you two babygirl.
Today I'm grateful for Felix, Frank and Lexie, Mom, visine, taquitos, Dad, and sleep. Goodnight.
Word(s) of the day: HAMSTERDANCE HITS
Lexie log: My sweet little angel. Grammy has been through cat trauma at least seven times over the last twenty years, so just having her there yesterday was comforting, knowing that she knew exactly how I felt and that it would be ok. Lexie amazed me. I came out of the clinic and tears started to come as we waited for them to bring Felix back out. Grammy stood Lexie up in a shopping cart and we stood outside for a minute or two. Lexie was immediately keen that something was upsetting me, and as soon as she saw my tears, she put her tiny hand on my forearm, looked me in the eyes, and said in her sweetest voice, "It's OK Mommy, I love you." I love you two babygirl.
Today I'm grateful for Felix, Frank and Lexie, Mom, visine, taquitos, Dad, and sleep. Goodnight.
Monday, June 13, 2005
How much is that doggie in the window? *ARF! ARF!* The one with the waggley tail...
Need toothpicks for eyelids. Can't stay awake. Up till 2:00, hours all messed up from a weekend of sleeping off this cold/illness. One more day of antibiotics. Eyes going crossed and closing. Head feels too heavy. We're supposed to take Felix to the vet tonight, then maybe I'll take a nap while Grammy and Lexie visit. I say "supposed" instead of "are going to", because Frank is a little paranoid about the vet. Felix is constipated and dehydrated. He's 15 years and three months old. When we took him in Saturday the put a bunch of fluids in him and told us to use petromalt and/or canned pumpkin to assist with the poopage. He still hasn't gone and his "accidents" increased over the last 48 hours. We spent a good portion of Saturday night and Sunday cleaning up after him and doing laundry. None of the bedroom doors are allowed to stay open for a while. I swear, I just feel asleep while typing that last sentence. Anywho... Frank is very aware that he seems worse than he did before we took him, and he is very skeptial and beleives that veterinarians will not make him worse. So... We shall see. Other than that, and being excessively tired, I feel 120% better, and the hearing in my right ear finally came back last night. We spent the weekend recuperating, sleeping, cleaning, chores, took the plastic bags to be recycled, the car had its first service, grocery shopping, and sleeping. My first stew was great. We love the crock pot and will definitely make good use of it. We already bought meat for Frank to make shredded seasoned beef for Mexican dishes.
Word(s) of the day: FORTY WINKS
Lexie log: So much to tell, so much to tell. Her phrases are increasing amazingly. She's becoming quite the talker. The receptionist at the vet clinic called her a "motor mouth", in a good way. Oh, the vet was interesting with Lex. She loves all our cats, but Felix is very skiddish and wont stand for her company all that long. I put him in the carrier at home and he started to meow. Lexie went up to him and said, "It's ok kitty. Don't cry, it'll be all right. I love you." When I took Felix back to the exam room, I could hear Lexie wailing in the lobby. We brought him back out after the exam, put him in his carrier, and they took him back to hydrate him. As the vet tech walked off with Felix, Lexie started to protest and cry. She wanted to know, "Where's kitty!?" Where's kitty!?" She was very upset about them taking him away. We ended up having to go for a walk to calm her down, and when we walked out in front of Albertson's, she kept saying, "Bye bye Kitty." When we finally got Felix back, she was ecstatic. She says, "How cute!" The downside is that when we got home she wanted to pet Felix so much that she just kept chasing him around the house. Normally she knows that he doesn't like her too close, but she was just so excited that he was ok. -- Sunday we slept in until noon. Recuperated from the last of our colds. Then we went over to Gramma Betty's for a short while. She continues to be Puppy Lexie a fare amount of the time, but last night she took on a new role. She took the purse her Grammy got her as a gift a long time ago, and walked around the house with it over her shoulder. The purse was filled with valentine cards that she would occasionally pull out to show you. -- Sad as it makes me, we didn't make it to the Rose Festival this year. We so wanted to go, there are so many rides and whatnot that Lexie is the perfect age for. I was really looking forward to her trying the kiddy rock climbing wall. But...Vet bills, plus office visit copays, prescriptions, and Blue Cross jacking up the monthly premium...again, as wells as auto insurance upping theirs.. hehe...up theirs...To keep the list short, we are not going to get to go. We'll set our sites on the State fair perhaps. No matter what, we are going to Alaska in less than two months! YIPEE!!!
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Biaxin XL, the return of my hearing, cleaning spurts, feeling better, our crock pot, Mexican food, pastrami, Google, sleep, pillows, and the sound of rain as you drift off to sleep accompanied by the cool scent on rain on a soft breeze.
Today blogisode was brought to you by the letter R and the number 5 and made possible by a grant from the Celtic rubber band art foundation. The blogauthor would like to thank and recognize the following ideo-sponsors:
Word(s) of the day: FORTY WINKS
Lexie log: So much to tell, so much to tell. Her phrases are increasing amazingly. She's becoming quite the talker. The receptionist at the vet clinic called her a "motor mouth", in a good way. Oh, the vet was interesting with Lex. She loves all our cats, but Felix is very skiddish and wont stand for her company all that long. I put him in the carrier at home and he started to meow. Lexie went up to him and said, "It's ok kitty. Don't cry, it'll be all right. I love you." When I took Felix back to the exam room, I could hear Lexie wailing in the lobby. We brought him back out after the exam, put him in his carrier, and they took him back to hydrate him. As the vet tech walked off with Felix, Lexie started to protest and cry. She wanted to know, "Where's kitty!?" Where's kitty!?" She was very upset about them taking him away. We ended up having to go for a walk to calm her down, and when we walked out in front of Albertson's, she kept saying, "Bye bye Kitty." When we finally got Felix back, she was ecstatic. She says, "How cute!" The downside is that when we got home she wanted to pet Felix so much that she just kept chasing him around the house. Normally she knows that he doesn't like her too close, but she was just so excited that he was ok. -- Sunday we slept in until noon. Recuperated from the last of our colds. Then we went over to Gramma Betty's for a short while. She continues to be Puppy Lexie a fare amount of the time, but last night she took on a new role. She took the purse her Grammy got her as a gift a long time ago, and walked around the house with it over her shoulder. The purse was filled with valentine cards that she would occasionally pull out to show you. -- Sad as it makes me, we didn't make it to the Rose Festival this year. We so wanted to go, there are so many rides and whatnot that Lexie is the perfect age for. I was really looking forward to her trying the kiddy rock climbing wall. But...Vet bills, plus office visit copays, prescriptions, and Blue Cross jacking up the monthly premium...again, as wells as auto insurance upping theirs.. hehe...up theirs...To keep the list short, we are not going to get to go. We'll set our sites on the State fair perhaps. No matter what, we are going to Alaska in less than two months! YIPEE!!!
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Biaxin XL, the return of my hearing, cleaning spurts, feeling better, our crock pot, Mexican food, pastrami, Google, sleep, pillows, and the sound of rain as you drift off to sleep accompanied by the cool scent on rain on a soft breeze.
Today blogisode was brought to you by the letter R and the number 5 and made possible by a grant from the Celtic rubber band art foundation. The blogauthor would like to thank and recognize the following ideo-sponsors:
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Friday, June 10, 2005
If a picture paints a thousand words, then why can't I paint you?
I did my first clarinet solo to that song in the sixth grade at Ladd Acres Elementary. I can still see the band room. It's the first song I had to play be memory and it was a test to be able to get into junior band. Vivid memory for me. My poor parents, listening to me practice in my green room at our house on Willow Creek Drive, with the smelly plant in the front entrance garden, that I just saw a news story on, isn't a native plant to Oregon, smells like rotting carrion, I think I might have had a smaller version of it at the house on Garfield. Yah.
Doctor Johnson is referring me to an ENT for hearing loss in right ear. I'm going to see how it improves over the weekend, and if it's not better, I'll schedule an appointment.
Word(s) of the day: FEATHERBRAIN
Lexie log: She's still a puppy. Grammy took us shopping at Fred Meyers on Wednesday and Lexie picked out a doggie bed and wouldn't give it up. She carried it all through the store and when we got home she plopped in front of the TV (after we played outside) crawled in it and watched a movie. We came back in to check on her in a bit, and she had fallen asleep in it. We took pictures, and I was going to post them, but I left Hello up home so it'll have to wait till this weekend. Grammy said that if she ever gives up the puppy bed that Felix or Turkey Swoop should get it. While Grammy was pushing Lexie in the swing, I got an idea and ran off to Fred Meyers and picked up four water guns. We had a wonderful water fight on the back deck. Lexie can actually pull the trigger, but only with her thumb, so she has to hold backwards and upside down. It's great fun. I forgot to have her show Grammy how she plays the harmonica now. Maybe later. When I came into work earlier this week there was a magazine on my desk that the office admin put there for me. It was a catalog of pediatric office kids toys, prizes, and mostly stickers. I took it home and gave it to Lex, and she just loves it. She carries it around, plops down on the floor and opens it in her lap and flips through commenting on Nemo, or Clifford, and whatever else she can identify.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, ink, Lexie's medical office sticker magazine, bean bags, swimming pools, hammocks, memory foam, and mayo.
Doctor Johnson is referring me to an ENT for hearing loss in right ear. I'm going to see how it improves over the weekend, and if it's not better, I'll schedule an appointment.
Word(s) of the day: FEATHERBRAIN
Lexie log: She's still a puppy. Grammy took us shopping at Fred Meyers on Wednesday and Lexie picked out a doggie bed and wouldn't give it up. She carried it all through the store and when we got home she plopped in front of the TV (after we played outside) crawled in it and watched a movie. We came back in to check on her in a bit, and she had fallen asleep in it. We took pictures, and I was going to post them, but I left Hello up home so it'll have to wait till this weekend. Grammy said that if she ever gives up the puppy bed that Felix or Turkey Swoop should get it. While Grammy was pushing Lexie in the swing, I got an idea and ran off to Fred Meyers and picked up four water guns. We had a wonderful water fight on the back deck. Lexie can actually pull the trigger, but only with her thumb, so she has to hold backwards and upside down. It's great fun. I forgot to have her show Grammy how she plays the harmonica now. Maybe later. When I came into work earlier this week there was a magazine on my desk that the office admin put there for me. It was a catalog of pediatric office kids toys, prizes, and mostly stickers. I took it home and gave it to Lex, and she just loves it. She carries it around, plops down on the floor and opens it in her lap and flips through commenting on Nemo, or Clifford, and whatever else she can identify.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, ink, Lexie's medical office sticker magazine, bean bags, swimming pools, hammocks, memory foam, and mayo.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
If I ever loose my mouth, all my teeth, North and South
I'm blogging from home today. Still not sleeping well and darn it, partially deaf. Sometime last night I lost hearing in my right ear and it's still funky. I can only hear high octave sounds and they come through sounding like some old ragtime piano. I sure do hope this goes away. I'm already tired of saying, "What? What?", and earlier, Miadda walked into the office behind me and her meow sent me out of my chair. The antibiotics are leaving some funny metallic taste in my mouth. Oh joy. Really though, I am in a good mood. I just feel bad about missing so much work.
Word(s) of the day: PUPPIS AL LA POUPE
Lexie log: She is at this exact moment rolling on the floor having a tantrum. She just got up and whined out of the room. She is really experimenting with long and short notes. Speaking of notes, I just tried a fun experiment. I wrote a note to Daddy on a piece of paper and told Lexie, "Give it to Daddy". She ran off and gave it to him and a moment or two later she returned with the reply. She is an excellent carrier pigeon as well as puppy. And she seemed to enjoy the heck out of the task. She even drew her own note on the last run. -- Her cold is also taking its sweet time going away. -- We spent some time earlier taking turns on the harmonica. She just loves this.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, my four and a half senses, the Rose Festival, books, pens, eggs, and phones.
Word(s) of the day: PUPPIS AL LA POUPE
Lexie log: She is at this exact moment rolling on the floor having a tantrum. She just got up and whined out of the room. She is really experimenting with long and short notes. Speaking of notes, I just tried a fun experiment. I wrote a note to Daddy on a piece of paper and told Lexie, "Give it to Daddy". She ran off and gave it to him and a moment or two later she returned with the reply. She is an excellent carrier pigeon as well as puppy. And she seemed to enjoy the heck out of the task. She even drew her own note on the last run. -- Her cold is also taking its sweet time going away. -- We spent some time earlier taking turns on the harmonica. She just loves this.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, my four and a half senses, the Rose Festival, books, pens, eggs, and phones.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man that he didn't already have, and Cause never was the reason for the evening or the tropic of Sir Galahad.
Almost getting better, light at the end of the tunnel. It seems that not feeling so well causes me to be more ornery than usual. People here are starting to notice. Going to the doctors in a couple minutes at the request of cube mates. They say I was pale this morning and my neck lump is worrisome. Off I go...
Many many many hours later.... 10:35 pm to be exact. Dr. sent me home with antibiotics that won't send me to the ER or my grave. Slept for a while with Lexie and recovered. Off to bed.
Word(s) of the day: GOITER SALSA
Lexie log: She has been a very naughty girl tonight and has been banished to her room to watch toilet training videos and go to bed. Her cold is super better, but she is still a snot machine. Her cough is better. She is having a hard time adjusting to being punished. Boy this could be a long ride... She has been told to stay in her room, but we keep having to hand walk her back in there. It is exactly like an episode of Nanny 911. I never thought I'd be grateful for that show, but I am. -- On a lighter note... She has learned how to "play" the harmonica. I'm sure there was something else cute I was going to mention today, but I'm too tired now. More tomorrow.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, the cats, Mom Dad and Betty, and lots more wonderful things that I'll dream about in a few...
Many many many hours later.... 10:35 pm to be exact. Dr. sent me home with antibiotics that won't send me to the ER or my grave. Slept for a while with Lexie and recovered. Off to bed.
Word(s) of the day: GOITER SALSA
Lexie log: She has been a very naughty girl tonight and has been banished to her room to watch toilet training videos and go to bed. Her cold is super better, but she is still a snot machine. Her cough is better. She is having a hard time adjusting to being punished. Boy this could be a long ride... She has been told to stay in her room, but we keep having to hand walk her back in there. It is exactly like an episode of Nanny 911. I never thought I'd be grateful for that show, but I am. -- On a lighter note... She has learned how to "play" the harmonica. I'm sure there was something else cute I was going to mention today, but I'm too tired now. More tomorrow.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, the cats, Mom Dad and Betty, and lots more wonderful things that I'll dream about in a few...
Monday, June 06, 2005
Oh Bennie she's really keen, She's got electric boots, a mohair suit...
My phone doodles have a centrifuge theme today. I am hypothesizing that this is some subconscious manifestation of my desire for my sinus to drain. I do feel well enough to make through the day. I have three Ibuprofen and half a Sudafed sitting here on my desk, and I refuse to take them unless I absolutely have to. Just got off the phone with Frank, Lexie is still curled up like a rolley polley, sleeping on our bed. I haven't gotten very many hours of sleep strung together lately. This morning, she crawled up and used my pillow as her mattress.
Word(s) of the day: WHIRLING DERVISHES
Lexie log: Lexie was a puppy most of the weekend. She is getting very good at imitating a puppy. Daddy is slowly getting weary of this game. He's concerned she's going to permanently damage her shins with all the crawling and bouncing around on all fours she's doing. She sounds just like a small dog. Yesterday, she put her right leg up to the top of her head (yes, she was sitting on the floor at the time) and started scratching her head with her toes, and panting, with a smile. She even tries to push between my feet as I'm standing in the kitchen, just like a little dog would do. I haven't been able to get her to roll over...Yet. -- Saturday, we both felt pretty crappy, but not enough to keep us down. We all trekked over to Gramma Betty's for a couple of hours. I finally remembered to bring the camera, so there should be some pictures posted soon. -- She caught on really quick to my trying to get her to take medicine by camouflaging it. Most of the weekend she refused to take anything I tried to give her, even stuff she would have loved. Thankfully, that is passing rather quick. -- She can reach the light switches without help. This makes for an interesting attention getter. A new feeling of power for her, as she gets to actively participate in her surroundings. -- We used our Entertainment book at Taco Del Mar for dinner last night. .99 cents for a kids meal on Sundays, and she got a monster huge bean and cheese burrito on a flour shell that she devoured. She loved their chips also. My new favorite too. When we were ordering, she sat in a chair at one of the tables and just looked oh so sweet. She was bopping around to the music they had on, and another customer actually commented on how cute and well behaved she was. I told her (the customer) that I was going to memorize this moment as one of my cherished two year old memories. Then she started pointing off in the distance at something. I never could figure out what she was pointing at. Closest I could figure was the large Mexican fish with a mustache painted on the window. I really think she was just pointing for the heck of it, but I think I'll try to remember to ask her someday down the road...Just to mess with her. When she's about 17-18 years old, I'll say, "Hey, Lex...Remember Sunday the 5th back in 2005, we were at Taco Del Mar's and you were pointing towards the window, there was a family seated at the tall bar, and stuff painted on the window. What were you trying to show me? I never could figure it out."
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, our Entertainment book, teeth, movies, stormy days, faith, love, couch time with Lex, humor, not having to listen to Boyz II Men 24-7, apple sauce, and nice people.
Word(s) of the day: WHIRLING DERVISHES
Lexie log: Lexie was a puppy most of the weekend. She is getting very good at imitating a puppy. Daddy is slowly getting weary of this game. He's concerned she's going to permanently damage her shins with all the crawling and bouncing around on all fours she's doing. She sounds just like a small dog. Yesterday, she put her right leg up to the top of her head (yes, she was sitting on the floor at the time) and started scratching her head with her toes, and panting, with a smile. She even tries to push between my feet as I'm standing in the kitchen, just like a little dog would do. I haven't been able to get her to roll over...Yet. -- Saturday, we both felt pretty crappy, but not enough to keep us down. We all trekked over to Gramma Betty's for a couple of hours. I finally remembered to bring the camera, so there should be some pictures posted soon. -- She caught on really quick to my trying to get her to take medicine by camouflaging it. Most of the weekend she refused to take anything I tried to give her, even stuff she would have loved. Thankfully, that is passing rather quick. -- She can reach the light switches without help. This makes for an interesting attention getter. A new feeling of power for her, as she gets to actively participate in her surroundings. -- We used our Entertainment book at Taco Del Mar for dinner last night. .99 cents for a kids meal on Sundays, and she got a monster huge bean and cheese burrito on a flour shell that she devoured. She loved their chips also. My new favorite too. When we were ordering, she sat in a chair at one of the tables and just looked oh so sweet. She was bopping around to the music they had on, and another customer actually commented on how cute and well behaved she was. I told her (the customer) that I was going to memorize this moment as one of my cherished two year old memories. Then she started pointing off in the distance at something. I never could figure out what she was pointing at. Closest I could figure was the large Mexican fish with a mustache painted on the window. I really think she was just pointing for the heck of it, but I think I'll try to remember to ask her someday down the road...Just to mess with her. When she's about 17-18 years old, I'll say, "Hey, Lex...Remember Sunday the 5th back in 2005, we were at Taco Del Mar's and you were pointing towards the window, there was a family seated at the tall bar, and stuff painted on the window. What were you trying to show me? I never could figure it out."
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, our Entertainment book, teeth, movies, stormy days, faith, love, couch time with Lex, humor, not having to listen to Boyz II Men 24-7, apple sauce, and nice people.
Friday, June 03, 2005
Xanadu, your neon lights will shine for you, Xanadu
I'm just barely here. In fact, I'm leaving. It's 9:45 am and I finished my $13,878.88 batch for month end close, so I'm taking my morning break, and going home to bed. Co-workers have alternately expressed their sympathy or condolences and then laughed at my nasally sniffing and sneezing and my goofy voice.
Word(s) of the day: BOWER
Lexie log: Yesterday we were joined at the hip. Both of us feeling bad, and Daddy having to take care of us. We spent most of the day watching movies on the couch, napping, coughing, playing on the computer for a bit. Neither of us slept much last night. She kept waking up every 20 minutes whimpering and crying and thrashing about. She finally caught on to us adding any medicine to anything like milk or apple sauce, and now pretty much refuses anything I offer her. She did drink the slightest bit of applejuice. I called Dr. Miller last night and asked about giving her 5mg Loratidine to see if it would help dry the snotterfall, and he said it couldn't hurt. I gave her half of one of my Alavert dissolvables. Held her hands away from her mouth until dissolved. I'm not even sure if it worked, since after that I was out of it. She is handling it very well for the most part. Very good natured, except during the night. And she wont eat or drink anything healthy. Time to go home.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, sick pay, birds, purell, bread, tissue, water, coupons, mirrors, cats, ballons, and fluorescence.
Word(s) of the day: BOWER
Lexie log: Yesterday we were joined at the hip. Both of us feeling bad, and Daddy having to take care of us. We spent most of the day watching movies on the couch, napping, coughing, playing on the computer for a bit. Neither of us slept much last night. She kept waking up every 20 minutes whimpering and crying and thrashing about. She finally caught on to us adding any medicine to anything like milk or apple sauce, and now pretty much refuses anything I offer her. She did drink the slightest bit of applejuice. I called Dr. Miller last night and asked about giving her 5mg Loratidine to see if it would help dry the snotterfall, and he said it couldn't hurt. I gave her half of one of my Alavert dissolvables. Held her hands away from her mouth until dissolved. I'm not even sure if it worked, since after that I was out of it. She is handling it very well for the most part. Very good natured, except during the night. And she wont eat or drink anything healthy. Time to go home.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, sick pay, birds, purell, bread, tissue, water, coupons, mirrors, cats, ballons, and fluorescence.
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